That strange feeling inside my stomach

Thinking about the life back then
Missing those happy moments I had
Again today I feel that void
That strange feeling inside my stomach

Thinking about the future and
Visualizing what will it be like then
Again today I sit clueless
That strange feeling inside my stomach

Thinking about the status quo
Wondering if I am at the right place
Again today I am confused
That strange feeling inside my stomach

Thinking about all the times
Taking life into perspective
Again today I say "what's the fuss"
That strange feeling inside my stomach

Rolling dice, flipping coins and face-down cards!!!

In the maze of sun-signs, poker chips and braveness
They are looking for something; Ah! not a thing
Hard work changing their timelines without a hint
From the crevices of the wall, life is peeping

In the maze of tipping points, moving planets and perseverence
They are looking for something; Ah! not a thing
Contentedness keeping their timelines compromised
From the swollen skins, life is dripping

In the maze of right times, charms and patience
They are looking for something; Ah! not a thing
His cane destroying their timelines without pain
From the glowing red, life is missing!

The last kiss

In the centre of the battle-field, he was lying on his death-bed. All his loved-ones were around him but he was alone. Not because they didn't love him or he was blind to see them. They were all dead. He was the only survivor of the ruthless attack from their closest enemy. He could see the headless body of his friend. It wasn't chopped off; it was smashed to nothing under the feet of a creature of huge dimensions.
Thousands of bodies were piled up around him but nothing moved. For the last time, he wanted to see his wife and kiss her the final good-bye. He gathered all his strength and got up on his left leg. That was the only one left from the last clash. He looked around and saw her head popping out of the pile of corpses. He pulled himself towards her. It was almost impossible but he had to do it for the last kiss. Slowly with a lot of pain he finally managed to reach near her. He had a good look of her face because that was going to be the last time. A tear rolled down his left cheek and dropped on her temple and stayed there like a pearl. It was time now. He moved his lips towards her with a smile on his face........

Suddenly I came and smashed that disgusting little creature under my sandals and shouted to my friend - "Maar diya maine aakhiri cock-roach ko bhi!!!"

Who do you think is living?

How do you see life
Is it the things around you
Probably, but it doesn't look like moving
Is this what you say a stable life

lets see life from a different angle
Look inside you, are you living
Theoritially yes, but do you really
Am I being very philosophical

Ok lets close your eyes
what do you see, nothing but darkness
Look through and now tell me
what do you see?

Some fly to their past
And some dream about their future
Some think about their present too
Who do you think is living?